According to the
internet, the only place where I can take personality tests for free, I am a
choleric sanguine. This sunny side up personality has a lot of good points and
several equally outstanding bad one. One of these is that I don’t cry that
easy.
I thought this
was all humbug but, sigh, sadly it’s true. Crying is not my strong suit and
crying really unnerves me. I also have the fortune of being a man so crying unnerves
me twice as much.
But this does
not mean I do not feel deeply. Actually I don’t think any other temperament other
than melancholic feel as deeply and passionate as we do. It may not express
itself in the mushy way that Mels do but it’s there, a slow bubbling volcano of
emotion waiting to burst forth.
What makes me
cry? Well I don’t know how to describe it but this video will give you an idea.
If superman
cried the world would panic and so superman does not cry. Not because he does
not feel pain but simply because he cannot allow himself to. Superman does not
cry before the people even if he is moved to because in times of trial and
turmoil someone needs to keep their heads about the. And so superman cannot
cry.
But when
superman does cry, the world trembles and shakes, heaving under the burden and
weight of his grief.
When superman
cries, vengeance resolute is the result. Strength unimaginable comes forth.
When superman
cries, promises are made, loyalty paid back.
When superman
cries, each tear a molten drop of emotions singes the ground forever recording
the plight that brought it forth.
When superman
cries the world remember.
When superman
cries, sadly the world rarely finds out, because the world needs a strong man
to look to, so superman rarely cries…except in the confines of his heart and
castle.
Before his God
he weeps, on his bed he moans and groans, under the weight of his grief he sobs
and the halls echo with his voice. When superman cries, he weeps and the world
stands silent.
When superman
cries he weeps.
But superman
does not the luxury of grief for superman is after all Supermen and the world
needs him. So he dons his cape, bottles up his tiers and rises forth to meet
the new days yellow sun, drawing strength to be strong for those for whom he
first became Superman.
